Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

The summer sun shone down over the hubbub of the city.

Blanca walked down the bustling street. Nobody noticed her, and the tears in her eyes fell like pearls cut from a string.

She didn’t know how many times she grazed her elbows.

Finally, she sat limply down on a wooden chair outside a café.

Are you dumb, Blanca Roach?

She just had an arrangement with Matthew. It was an arranged marriage. What did his models not showing up have to do with her at all?

“Is this seat taken?”

Someone pulled up a chair in front of her. Blanca shook her head and didn’t notice who it was. She rubbed her eyes and told herself not to be so silly from now on.

She let out a long breath and was about to leave when the person sitting opposite her suddenly spoke. “Is he picking on you, Blanca?”

…it was Todd!

beard was a mess. He looked tired. Blanca frowned. She knew that she was past tense with Todd and didn’t want anything more to do with him. So she got

“Blanca!”

frantic. A small part

ended up turning around and looking at him.

was wrong, Blanca, I know it… Kylie seduced me, but I should have resisted. Can you

he walked up trying to take her hand. Blanca dodged away. “We’re through, Todd, and

she’d meet Todd here of all places. With a sour mood, Blanca turned and

to give me

“…”

Of course she wasn’t giving a second chance to

the nearest bus and didn’t know where

Blanca like this, Todd smashed his bottle on

day passed. Blanca still

the chairman’s office of the Empire Group Building, a stormy atmosphere lingered about the room. Curtis looked at his boss’s dark expression and probed, “Mr. Grant, the clothes are being held specifically now. This

to wear

fingers drummed across the